t Jeugdig Groen [English translation]

Now I am here alone, in the youthful green

Where is my love ? Where shall I look for her ?

Where can she be, whom I love ?

Where may she be, my delicate girlfriend ?

I hear her coming, I hear her coming

Oh, what a grief

She who's coming, no it isn't her

She who's coming, no it isn't her

I lay myself down under a tree

I lay myself down to get some sleep

And while I slept I had a dream

And while I slept joyfully (1)

Oh what grief, Oh what grief

Oh what grief, It is not her

And while I slept, she came close to me

And while I slept, she came near to play

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And she now comes to find me out

She comes to play there, she comes to play there

Oh what a grief

She who's playing there, no it isn't her

She who's playing there, no it isn't her

I kissed her on her red mouth

I kissed her as though i was trembling

And I cried out: Oh heal my heart

That my young heart may live !

My dear girlfriend, my dear girlfriend

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Carry me to you, o fair angel !

• Artist:Laïs